Surrender (or My Mother Shouldn't Have Lent Me Anaïs Nin)

I am in love, I am in lust, and they are not entirely separated
By seas or islets or mountains or hills
Just by time
And circumstance
And tiny little hairs on the back of my legs
That touch when touched
And move through the grain of your hands
When suddenly there’s nothing more to do than
Surrender.

Surrender (or My Mother Shouldn't Have Lent Me Anaïs Nin)

kossimarsalsa

Oak Park, Australia

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Reading too much Sonya Hartnett, Anaïs Nin and thinking about Lost Souls is fusing a weird mix of transcendence heading towards erotica, at the moment it could maybe go either way, so this was born. Maybe I like it too much

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